Romans & histoires Seal Team Fanfiction

I stared at her for a second, then turned on my heels and began to walk away. My heels clicked against the stone as I made my way down the corridor. The thing that haunted me the most was what Ella said earlier. Killian locked Lovena in the dungeon. Because of Selene… He actually locked up Lovena, his childhood best friend. The three of us had grown up together in this pack. I knew every chapter of their bond. I was there in every step. I knew what she meant to him. And yet, today, he locked her away for Selene.

Then Kray said in a low voice. “Drake what if she's not with The Seal? What if we're wrong?” My gaze suddenly met him. “I know she's with it?” “Have you seen The Seal before?” Ty who had been quiet all through asked and another lie jumped out of my mouth. “I saw it in my dreams.The fire, the power. Wolves were kneeling and then she was at the heart of everything. Sitting and holding a scroll and she was gleaming like the moon itself.” I said slowly envisioning everything and Gunner had his lips turned downward, staring at me like I was crazy but I still ignored him.

“I didn’t mean to. I didn’t want to. But the Seal—it burns when he touches me. My body—” “Enough!” I snapped, the word tearing from me like claws. Reis’s chuckle slithered into the silence, dark and cruel. He leaned lazily against the wall, blood still glistening on his lip from where I’d struck him days ago. “She wanted it, brother. She moaned for me. The Seal knows who she belongs to. And it isn’t just you.” You saw it yourself right?, he laughed, his eyes fixed on me. A roar tore from my throat, primal, unstoppable. I lunged, slamming him into the stone wall, my claws sinking into his flesh. The impact cracked the rock, dust showering down.

"Do you ever miss it? The game?" Sebastian thought about it. The roar of the crowd. The sting of the ice. The weight of the cup. "I miss the feeling," Sebastian said. "Being part of something bigger than myself. Fighting for something with people I love." Julian nodded. "That is what we have here." "It is." "This is our team now." Sebastian kissed his forehead. "The best team I have ever been on." Sebastian’s hand slid under Julian’s shirt, palm warm against bare skin. They moved to the bedroom without rushing, shedding clothes as they went. Julian pushed Sebastian onto the bed and climbed over him, kissing him deep and slow while their cocks rubbed together, already hard and leaking.

The four of them radiated a tension so thick it pressed against my chest. “I don’t like it,” Kyren muttered. His voice was low, clipped, a growl threaded beneath it. “The Fifth Seal isn’t just magic. It’s intelligence. It’s planning, moving, watching.” Riven’s fingers brushed mine, with a grounding touch I didn’t realize I needed until it was there. “And it won’t wait. Neither should we.” The bond threads pulsed faintly under my skin, still whispering echoes of the Fourth Seal’s fire. But this was different. This was anticipation. Hunger. Desire to destroy.

Cassian shoved her behind him as one lunged forward, its clawed hand swiping through the air—passing right through his blade as if it were mist. “Shit,” he snarled. “They’re not solid!” Another came from the side, and Lillian barely dodged as it swept toward her, the air around it ice-cold. Elaria’s voice rang out. “They are bound to the seal! We must reinforce it before they fully manifest!” Lillian’s heart pounded. Blood. That’s what Elaria had said. Royal blood could strengthen the seal. But how much? The shadows pressed closer, their whispering voices curling around her like smoke.

Bruises didn’t hum faintly under a fingertip like something with its own low current running through it. I hadn’t stopped thinking about the compound since the hall went still around me the night before — the pulse under the floor, the alarm, the man in the gray suit saying the words Blood Heir as if they cost him something to say out loud. Whatever the Vault was, whatever the Seal had been reaching for, it had gone quiet again after that night. The mark hadn’t. It pulsed. One beat, slow, completely out of step with my own heart, like something under my skin had decided to remind me it was awake and hadn’t asked my permission to be.

To a wolf, the woods were as inseparable as a shell to a tortoise. Sebastian, my Beta, and roughly two dozen of our most powerful shifter enforcers comprised the team. The team had gone through hell and back with me. They were all trusted men who had sworn their allegiance to me as their Alpha. I wanted to keep the news of my mate under wraps, and this was the right team for the job. My thoughts drift back to the just-concluded tour of the Snow Moon Pack.

“I can't believe this. I can't believe any of what you're saying. Please tell me all of this is a dream.” “You can tell whether this is a dream or not, Alpha Cain.” “Are you telling me that I've been married to the fake Gina for more than a year? But what about the seal.” “I will show you the seal,” immediately I took off my shirt and showed him the seal that had suddenly returned to its rightful place.

He took another step closer. "BUT BONDS CAN BE BROKEN. AND ASHFORD LEFT MANY ENEMIES BEHIND. THEY ARE ALREADY ON THEIR WAY. THEY KNOW THE SEAL IS GONE. AND THEY KNOW WHAT YOU TWO POSSESS. THEY WILL NOT KILL YOU. THEY WILL TEAR YOU APART. AND WHEN YOUR BOND BREAKS… THE POWER WILL BE THEIRS." Seraphina sank onto a stone step, staring at us in dawning horror. “The seal is inside them,” she said quietly. “Every barrier Ashford built is now held together by Azariah and Kiel. By their promise. By their love. If they stay together… the world stays safe. If they are torn apart… everything falls.”